to my niece, Joan West, from whom, no matter what the circumstances, I have never had an unkind word, I bequeath the Craig farm and all the land and all the rest, residue and remainder of my wealth wheresoever situate, provided the executor can find it." Kenny went back with a feeling of numbness in his brain and read it all again.
"The rest of my wealth wheresoever situate.

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provided the executor can find it!" Those words he scanned blankly with a feeling of much fire in his head and a tantalizing cloud before his eyes.

They meant what?
Strange hints and subtle smiles recurred to him.